Companions of truth “2”

Give me something, I can hold close,

Grace me with the intent of your truth,

Or, let this mind imagine capture moments of bared souls,

Let me believe in heart’s hearsay,

Let’s leave correctness for another day,

And each be in our own flights,

Seeking out truths,

Truth in handholds,

Companions new or Is it a friendship age old?

It touched truth,

Let gratitude behold,

Let’s be memory uniquely resplendent sun minds,

Beyond shame or fame,

There’s kind,

Let’s pray for each’s solace,

If destined we are with companionship,

May we then be,

Companions of truth….

– Rupika Moitra